Outdoors
The Lackey Fan fire located northwest of La Sal burned 55 acres and continues to put plenty of smoke into the air as of Thursday afternoon.
The fire started Wednesday, September 2nd, around 2:00 pm. Multiple agencies were called to the wildfire on the South Mountain in the La Sals. Most believe...
by Andrew Gulliford
In the 1890s cowboy archaeologists dug caves in remote sections of Utah’s Bears Ears. They created Basketmaker and Ancestral Puebloan artifact collections that have been hidden away for over a century in prestigious museums.
Now a group of scholars and researchers is focusing...
On June 30, Ted, Oggie, and I hiked toward the rim of Arch Canyon with Bear Cave as our destination. As Oggie and I followed Ted past yucca, manzanita, pinyons, and junipers, the old story, “The Pilgrim’s Progress” came to mind.
John Bunyan dreamed the story while imprisoned for ministering...
Despite a strong winter, some of the pinyons in Westwater have died with brown needles hanging on the branches or piled beneath.
Those trees will become nurslings – sometimes to baby flickers whose parents have drilled holes into the dead wood – sometimes to other plants as the branches and trunks...
A long time ago, in a world much different than ours, three friends set out to explore Butler Wash and Comb Ridge even though snow blanketed the desert.
They drove south on the Butler Wash road until they spotted a likely side canyon, turned off, and bounced over a rough trail, finally bringing...
With stay-at-home orders issued amid a worldwide pandemic, now is the perfect time to grow a garden.
Gardens offer a reason to get outside, grow fresh produce full of flavor, save money, take fewer trips to the grocery store, and even improve mental health.
Gardening during uncertain times is a...
“Once upon a midnight dreary...” begins the poem, The Raven, by Edgar Allen Poe.
It tells the story of a man who has lost his beloved Lenore and yearns for her presence only to be told by an ominous raven that he will hold her “nevermore.”
In this poem and in many cultures, ravens and crows serve...
The Mittens of Monument Valley peeking out from beneath a soft blanket of clouds. Joe B Lyman photo
by Mary Cokenour
“I hear a wind, whistling air, whispering in my ear.” (Roam, by the B-52s)
Surrounded by majestic Ponderosa Pine, sailing upon a one-track trail and the breeze whispers into ears a blessed silence.
Welcome to mountain biking in the Abajo Mountains with Roam Industry. Opening its...